Divide the room

There is more than one person who chooses to stay, and she is one of them, she doesn't want to live under the roof of others, and lives by watching other people's faces every day.

So it's better than living in a dormitory, although the dormitory is more troublesome.

"Big brother has one more person, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, I'll think about it."

The village chief was silent for a moment, "In this way, there is a small house next to this house, which was originally used to put farm tools for you, and now the people live well, but the house is a little small, only more than ten square meters, and the house is guaranteed to be strong and does not leak rain, you see, who is going to live there for more than a dozen of you." ”

You look at me, I look at you, and finally Mo Shiyu stood up, "Village chief, I'll live in that house, I don't dislike it, you just build me a bed." ”

"That's fine, I'll ask my son to build you a bed with a few planks."

The beds in the countryside are made of wood, constructed with mortise and tenon joints, without any nails.

"Thank you, village chief."

"It's all right, girl. Alright, those of you who stay clean up your own house, and I'll take the others to find a place to live. ”

"Village Chief, Uncle Wang, goodbye."

"Village Chief, Uncle Wang, goodbye."

"Thank you, village chief, Uncle Wang, slow down on the road."

"Go back, you guys." The village chief looked back and waved his hand.

She went to the house she chose first, the wooden door was strong, and if she added a lock another day, it would be completely safe.

This room is bigger than the village chief said, you can put a big bed of 1.5 by 1.8 meters, and it's a little empty, you can get some boxes, cabinets or something.

The windows in this room are small, only 50 centimeters in size.

I opened the window to ventilate the room, and after waiting for a while, a middle-aged man came.

"Are you the son of the village chief?" She asked.

"yes, my dad asked me to make you a bed."

"Okay, you can take it, take it strongly, I'll go out for a walk."

Lonely men and widows are not good in the same house, no matter what age they are.

"Okay, I'll load things quickly, you just have to wait outside."

After more than ten minutes, he came out, "Sister, I have installed it for you, keep it strong, if there is a problem with your bed, come to me, and I will fix it for you." ”

"Thank you, big brother, take this back and give it to the little guy at home, I didn't bring anything delicious to the countryside, only these candies."

"No, no, I'm here to help you, not to eat, you put it away, I'm leaving." The man excused himself and ran away in a hurry, as if something was chasing him from behind.

When I entered the house, I looked at the bed that had been built, and for the first time I had a smile in a foreign land.

Put the burden on the bed, go to the village to see if there is a carpenter, buy a cabinet or something, you have to have a place to put things, otherwise the floor will be too damp to put things.

After half an hour, she finally found a carpenter's home, bought ready-made cabinets, boxes, and a pair of small tables and chairs, paid them to send them to the dormitory of educated youth, and went home.

I was in a good mood and hummed a few words, passing by a house, and my ears sharpened and heard the familiar dialect tone.

Isn't this the Beijing dialect of her hometown in the past? Familiar swallowing sounds.

It's just that how can there be a Beijing accent here? Looks like this family is a bit of a secret.